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i. Breathe In

Pain was expected, and in some deranged way, wanted. Pain would have proven his mind, his heart, true in their heated conviction and judgments. If it hurt, he could learn to hate it, and he could push it all away with a vengeance and triumph.

But it didn't hurt, and he was gasping by the end of the long, titillating kiss. Released, allowed to flee, but X was helplessly trapped in place by those smoldering eyes. No hands held him, no wounds slowed him, but X couldn't move.

A crooked, satisfied grin filled the other's expression. "Breathe," he softly commanded.

X inhaled.




ii. No Longer Myself

Another day bled away, another encounter that pulled X deeper into his power. Omega lightly tapped his lips with his fingers, grinning. It was amusing, entertaining, to know he had such a control over the so called protector of humanity. How much longer until his body belonged to him? How much longer until he was the helpless slave, and offered Omega the world with those pitiful eyes and quivering lips?

He knew it would be soon. So long as X was so pathetically human and in love with the face Omega wore, he would continue to exert his control and influence. The world and its humanity had no chance if their own savior was as foolish as them.

But that wasn't to say Omega did this only for entertainment. The desire to control and own wasn't all just for the purpose of world destruction—it was a selfish desire as well. Omega wanted to destroy and remake his precious X, own him, devour him and keep him. The one soul salvaged, a precious pet, beloved.

His grin grew. Beloved, precious X. It was almost time.



iii. There's No Escaping

X gasped as he was pulled closer, body to body, trapped in Omega's arms and terrified at the idea he had no problem with this at all. In fact he tipped his head back expectantly, eyes already closing, waiting eagerly for the ravishing kiss he had come to adore. They were different from Zero's passion, dangerous and alluring, but with every ounce of fire X desired.

Omega held him tighter, kissed him fiercely, and X moaned. He's not Zero. But I can't get away…

A self-made cage, the key in his hands, but X remained. He wanted this… and to show it he kissed back with as much ardor as he could muster. It was beaten back by Omega's dominance, but X was more than happy to let him have the control.

After all, it wasn't as if X was doing anything with it.




iv. Surrender

"You belong to me."

"Yes…"

Triumph. Shame. Pleasure. Satisfaction.

"Not even Zero."

"I…"

Regret. Filled to the brim, filled to the hilt.

But loved. Cherished. Given up and given in.

I love you.

I own you.